Born Again: A Journey of Love Rediscovered Novel Chapter 347

In the evening, more and more students returned to Linda, and the pedestrian street outside the school became particularly lively.

John Qin looked around at the entire row of hair salons, art cutting shops, Focus Hair Salon, and Xianglan Barber Shop on the long street, and finally walked into a shop called Stylish Man Hairstyling. Stylish men want to go to a place that belongs to stylish men. This is like It is as natural as the choice of fate.

Together with queuing up, washing my hair, and waiting for Teacher Tony to stop the scissors, it was already forty minutes later.

Boss John changed his hairstyle to a refreshing one, revealing his plump forehead, and he looked much more energetic.

Good guy, why don't you charm the little rich woman to death?

He stood in the middle of the long street and looked to the left and right, and found that students returning to school early were pouring in from the east and entering various stores. At the same time, the restaurants along the street wafted out the aroma of frying. , making the feeling of hunger somewhat obvious.

John Qin took out his cell phone, looked through his address book, and called Joe Zhou.

Chaozi's home is the farthest from the school, and it's hard to buy tickets every holiday, so he usually comes very early in advance. He is one of the first to arrive at school, and he is probably already here by now.

"Hey, Brother John, what's wrong?"

"I'm at the pedestrian street. Have you had dinner? If not, come over and have a meal together."

"Okay, I'll be there right away." Joe Zhou became excited when he heard that there was food.

John Qin thought for a moment: "Is your brother Cao coming?"

"Here he is, he just arrived. Oh, by the way, Lao Ren is here too."

"Then call us together. I'll wait for you at the entrance of Nanshan Restaurant. Hurry up and we won't wait if you're late."

After John Qin finished speaking, he hung up the phone and walked into Nanshan Restaurant. He found that members of the school student union were also having a dinner. The famous Brother Peng was standing in the box, holding a wine glass and showing off.

Seeing John Qin walking through the door, Brother Peng's straight spine immediately bent in an arc, as if he had suddenly become hunched over, and a naive smile appeared on his domineering face.

"Brother John, are you here for dinner too? Hey, I got a new haircut and I look handsome again. Why don't you come over and have some food together?"

"Brother Peng is very discerning, but I have to wait for my roommate. Forget it this time, let's do it next time." John Qin waved his hand and walked over.

There was a newly joined student union officer in the box. He couldn't help but open his mouth: "That's John Qin, right? An entrepreneurial star. The cafeteria has been scrolling about his news before. Even someone like him respects the boss so much." ?"

"This society is all about human relationships. Although he is rich, I have power. Big bosses like us all know each other in private. This is called connections."

Tan Shipeng was so awesome that he immediately received a burst of admiring looks from the new members of the student union. He felt that joining the school student union was worth it.

"Brother Peng?"

At this moment, John Qin suddenly came back from outside: "I suddenly remembered that I have something to ask you. Is it convenient?"

"Of course it's convenient, Brother John. If you have anything to do, just talk." Tan Shipeng put down his wine glass and walked out.

"I've used up the stamped leave application slips you gave me last time. Please stamp another one and send it over."

"Okay, no problem, we'll arrange it tomorrow afternoon at the latest."

Seeing this scene, the newly joined officers couldn't help but start whispering to each other, thinking that it was true, the bosses all knew each other personally, but why did their beloved chairman suddenly feel a little bit of a jerk?

John Qin left within a minute of his arrival. When Tan Shipeng came back, he straightened his back and invited everyone to drink together.

At the same time, Charles Cao, Joe Zhou and Zachary Ren also came to the pedestrian street, and the journey that originally took fifteen minutes was completed in ten minutes.

Damn it, why don’t you rush to come when someone is inviting you to dinner?

Although Lao John’s doge coin brings a lot of fresh ingredients every time he returns to school, and the taste is silky and rich, which often makes them unable to stand, but who can’t live with free meals?

Charles Cao reached out and took out two earplugs he used when sleeping, and used them before entering the door. He thought that no matter how John Qin felt, he would be able to eat as if he hadn't heard anything.

But what Mr. Cao didn't expect was that as soon as the four of them finished ordering, John Qin opened the photo album on his mobile phone.

"I went to Lao Cao's house this holiday. Did you know? The house he lives in is really a villa, or a very stylish Chinese-style villa."

Master Cao held the chopsticks in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then took the earplugs out of his ears.

If he doesn't listen to this kind of talk, his soul won't agree.

"Chaozi, have you seen this tree? This is called Golden Flowing Spring. One of its sizes costs tens of thousands."

"And this, a small pond, damn, listen, it's a small pond, it's almost bigger than my living room." John Qin's tone was full of envy.

His envy was a bit fake, but Joe Zhou and Zachary Ren's dumbfounded expressions were real: "Holy shit, is this really fake?"

John Qin pointed to his eyes: "I saw it with my own eyes, and they also have an extended version of Lincoln. It's a pity that I forgot to take a photo. It must be more than one million."

"Brother Cao, we usually listen to you as if you are awesome, but are you serious?"

"I've told the truth a long time ago. Who made you lose sight?" Charles Cao said calmly.

After dinner, before it got dark, the four of them walked out of the box and went downstairs to pay.

In the past, Young Master Cao would always listen to John Qin's bragging at meals, and he always felt like he was determined to kill a thief and was helpless. Who knew that this time John Qin was the one bragging for him, which made him a little reluctant after finishing the meal. Even after leaving, I always feel like I still have more to say.

But it doesn't matter, we are all in the same dormitory, so we can just continue the topic after we go back.

The four of them walked to the cashier at the door and called out the check. The cashier girl immediately pulled out the bill and said: "Box 3, a total of one hundred and twenty-three, I'll give you a zero, and I'll give you one hundred and two." Bar."

After he finished speaking, Charles Cao turned to look at John Qin, waiting for him to pay, because this meal was originally arranged by him, and logically he should pay for it.

John Qin seemed to understand, and showed a relieved expression, then turned to look at the cashier: "We, Mr. Cao, live in villas and ride in luxury cars in Hang City. There is no need to wipe the zero. You must give it to him." He can get angry."

"Okay, then one hundred and twenty-three." The cashier girl shrugged, already used to this kind of pretentiousness.

Charles Cao took a deep breath, his mind was confused, and there were only two words in his mind at this time, I'm stupid.

Fifteen minutes away from the pedestrian street back to the dormitory, Mr. Cao, who lives in a big villa, cursed for fourteen minutes because of more than one hundred yuan. There was a one-minute break because John Qin suddenly reached out and touched his pocket. He took out his earplugs and put them in his ears.

However, after arriving at the dormitory, John Qin shared half of his meal money, which stopped Master Cao from scolding him.

But even so, Lao Cao still felt at a loss. Damn it, I was just trying to trick someone for free, but in the end I still shouldered half of it. Who the hell am I going to find to reason with.

Especially Joe Zhou was getting fatter and fatter, which made him want to get angry more and more.

"Can I do the laundry now? Can I do it tomorrow?" John Qin suddenly asked.

Zachary Ren thought for a while: "I remember the weather forecast said it will be a bit cloudy tomorrow. I'm afraid it won't work."

...

John Qin took out the piece of clothing that he thought was the best, unfolded it and looked at it. It was a bit wrinkled. It seemed that he had worn it twice before the holiday, and it seemed that it had not been washed since.

"Old Cao, I remember that you have the same one as mine, can you wear it for me?"

Charles Cao raised a finger: "If you cover all the dinner for today, I will lend it to you."

"How come you, a second generation rich man, are so realistic?"

"I'm just so realistic."

John Qin took out 60 yuan and handed it over: "I finally understand why you can't pretend to be a rich second generation even though you are a rich second generation, because you are not even willing to pay the cost of pretending to be 60 yuan."

Charles Cao took the money and looked at the fifty yuan and ten yuan cards against the lamp for a long time. He felt strange in his heart: "Lao John, you are obviously a miser and you are not handsome. How can you endure the pain and spend money today?" Sixty yuan to rent my clothes? That's really weird."

"What did you scold me just now?"

"I said you were a miser."

"This is a compliment. I said you scolded me no matter what."

Charles Cao was stunned for a moment and said with some uncertainty: "Aren't you handsome?"

John Qin reached out and took out another coin from his wallet: "Tomorrow, take the bus to the People's Hospital to have an eye exam."
Early the next morning, as Zachary Ren said last night, the weather did become a little gloomy, but it did not rain for a long time.

Class 4 had no classes in the morning, so logically it was the right time to sleep in, but the little sisters in 503 got up one by one, started washing and dressing up, and were waiting to welcome Nancy Feng and her family.

In their opinion, to be able to give birth to a daughter like Nancy Feng, her parents must be good-looking and elegant beings.

Half an hour later, everyone in 503 finished dressing up and went downstairs. The Rolls-Royce with the statuette also entered the campus on time.

Soon, a middle-aged man got out of the passenger seat, and the door at the back was slowly pushed open, revealing Nancy Feng's delicate and well-behaved beautiful face, and there was another person who got off the car with him. Middle-aged woman in khaki long-sleeved coat.

Seeing this scene, Gao Wenhui and Fan Shuling were a little stunned.

Are these Nancy Feng’s parents? Why is it different from what I imagined? It looks quite ordinary. It doesn't look like a wealthy family, but more like the parents of an ordinary family like theirs.

But even though she was distracted for a while, Gao Wenhui reacted quickly and quickly led someone to call auntie.

"You are my Nancy's roommates, right?"

"Yes, auntie, my name is Gao Wenhui, this is Fan Shuling, and there are Wang Haini, Cai Fang and Yang Min."

"They are all good children. My Nancy is afraid of people. Thanks to you for taking care of me. Auntie will treat you to dinner today at noon."

Nancy Feng stood aside quietly and watched. When he saw the woman's kind smile, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her cheeks puffed up, her eyes bright, she couldn't help but feel a little cold.

But soon, the woman looked around and suddenly frowned: "Where is that dog John Qin?"

...

Hearing these words, Nancy Feng's four or five roommates all held their breaths, and couldn't help but feel a little thump in their hearts. They had finished speaking.

John Qin, John Qin, you spent your whole day being friends with friends, and you even ate people's feet. Now you're fine. Their parents came to punish you, and when they called your name, you added the word "dog". How disgusting is that.

But it's not surprising. If they had a precious daughter who they had always pampered and pampered, but was foolishly deceived by someone in college, they would probably want to kill him to death.

Gao Wenhui was a little confused at first, but now she has no doubts at all. They are indeed from a wealthy family, and Gou Jiangqin's scolding was really powerful.

She regretted a little, if she had known she would not have told John Qin yesterday that Nancy Feng was coming with his family. If he had really come, he would probably be shot dead on the spot.

Otherwise, it must be Xiao Gao. After working part-time at Xitian for so long, his mind is racing: "Auntie, you haven't seen our dormitory yet, right? I'll take you to visit it!"

"Okay, I'll bother you then."

"But uncle can't go in."

The man standing next to him waved his hand: "It's okay. Uncle Gong and I will chat for a while. You can go ahead."

Knowing that she had successfully diverted their attention, Gao Wenhui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then asked Fan Shuling to take them up first, while she stopped on the third floor and secretly called John Qin.

Although she often quarreled and quarreled with John Qin, and the other party often threatened her with salary deductions, she understood that once John Qin's cynical shell was cut open, he was actually a very good person.

The salary was deducted, but the bonus she received last time was more than the total monthly salary she should have received.

The most important thing is that she can see through that John Qin really loves Nancy Feng, otherwise she would not become more and more addicted to it, so she does not want the scenes in idol dramas to happen to her real friends, for example, because her family does not agree. And the result is nothing.

Soon, the phone was connected, and John Qin's voice came from inside.

"What's wrong? I was planning to go to your side."

"Don't come now. I think Nancy Feng's parents have a lot of objections to you. Their tone is a bit like they want to kill you. You go about your business first. I'll find out what's going on and then let you know."

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John Qin stopped walking downstairs in the boys' dormitory, feeling a little baffled.

Although judging from the bits and pieces of information revealed by Uncle Gong, Nancy Feng's stepmother is indeed a powerful person, but she won't kill him as soon as they meet her. Hasn't she always cared about the little rich woman?

At the same time, Gao Wenhui put away her mobile phone and returned to the dormitory. As soon as she entered the door, she saw "Nancy Feng's mother" standing on the ladder, hunched over, carefully helping her change the bedding and sheets.

Hui Huizi felt that she really didn't look like an elegant lady from a wealthy family, but more like her own mother, who was ordinary and ordinary, but gentle and kind.

Looking at Nancy Feng again, those beautiful eyes have been staring blankly at this scene, as if there was mist rising in them. Asking for a monthly ticket! !